Everyday I look in the mirror and see someone else. I dont know who this person is looking back at me. Everything is all wrong. This once fun loving girl so full of life cant be this degrading flower I see standing before me. I dont know who this person is, she is not me.
Everyday I look at my friends and notice the smallest of change. A single hair, to the color of their cheeks and eyes. Their attitudes change and after a year or two of this I do not know them. They are now vial and snake tongued, looking upon me, the outcast, as if I were only dirt under their feet.
They are diffrent... I may look diffrent as I know, the color of my eyes changing in the mirror but I look into my eyes and I know im the innocent little girl I always was. Shy and awkward.
Everyone grows up, but I believe that some of us will hold onto our younger days, when we were innocent and pure. When nothing bad could ever happen. I know I will remeber those days. I will grow up, but deep down i'll always be that little girl.